Everything you never wanted to know about me
About me? What is there to say? In sum; not much
. Anything you might want to know about me, it isn't likely I'll openly say without provocation. The explanation for that is easy; I'm eighteen and my perspective of the world is fittingly skewed. That which is important to me, isn't likely important to you. Don't hold it against me, it's simply the way I am.
At length, I could talk on (and on) about myself to someone I know. But as I have no idea who would care to read this, I'll try to keep this pertinent-- an oxymoron if you ask me, as what about someone you know nothing about, could be pertinent? Either way, whether you're bored or contemplating whether or not to speak with me, I'll get on with it.
Just as I said before, I am eighteen and am, in some respects, still very much a teenager. I don't want to grow up. Point in case; I don't drive. My life tends to revolve around ever-changing points and my writing, something I intend to pursue as a career, easily reflects this. As do my interests.
I read, I write, I avoid using the phone, and I'm the girl left at home on Friday, and Saturday, night. I tend to lean towards fantasy, science fiction, and romance genres, and past and/or exotic settings, which probably says a great deal about my "eclectic" tastes. It really isn't taste at all; brass crosses, iron candlesticks, bamboo calendars, red, black, gold-- it's all a mess.
To anyone who wants to rifle through what I've said, there probably is something worth knowing in there if you are, or intend to be, my friend. Otherwise, it is just a mess. Like my room. Like my desk. Like my life. People gravitate towards misery and drama, I'm no different. I shall be the one to throw myself against the wall, continually, until I expire. Not a pleasant euphemism, but one I've grown fond of only because of its "creator."
If there was something you wished to know about me, feel free to PM me. I really have nothing better to do-- unless you consider making icons of my l'amour du jour
, to be of some import.